The Wedding With Converse

The Wedding With Converse
Episode 2



Like a leaf that cannot escape gravity, for you I may have become pure consciousness.



Which every movement and breath has been designed so that it can be attracted, fall, and return to one thing that I really want to avoid. Without cue, without plan, if you are in danger, need you or not with me,



my entire body will move, run fast just to make sure you are



okay or not.



A few hours earlier…



Welcoming the turn of the year, one of Jakarta's highways turned into a wild racing venue location. Although the time has shown at eleven o'clock at night, the sound of the roar of the car and the music still continues to echo. The women in sexy clothes are still passing by. Model tub, they walk in front of the guys who are preparing the car.



“Abicin, Kal! Rival lo Miranda Kerr! Who knows if you win, you are given the key to the hotel!” whispered Gavin to Raskal with eyes that continued to look at Gessy, the crossbred girl who became Raskal's opponent this time.



Not paying attention to Gavin's talk, Raskal was busy with his Range Rover engine that had been modified here. Gavin who felt ignored instantly punched Raskal in the shoulder.



“What the hell is lo?!” raskal glared at Gavin.



“Lo homo, yes?” suddenly asked Gavin.



“Hah?!”



“Lo do not like to play ‘swords’ right, Kal?”



“Lo to die, Vin?” raskal asked sharply, making Gavin's laughter instantly explode instantly. Raskal looked at the man irritatedly. “Feelings from earlier I lo haven't seen lo ‘make’, but why have you been so late anyway? It's so stupid to talk about lo!”



Gavin. “No, Boss! I just ngetes. Abis, you if disodorin chick, adem ayem anyway. I'm suspicious of.”



“Iya same. I also,” said Reza, making Raskal also glanced at his other friend sharply. “Mean her, we don't get too intimate with her, Vin. Kan berabe if Raskal nganggep we have a different taste.”



“What's the feeling, Kal?” ledek Gavin blinked one eye at Raskal.



“Know unclean not lo both?!” ketus Raskal before he got into the car and closed the door aloud, making Gavin and Reza's laughter gush out once again.



Not long after, the race began. Raskal's Range Rover and Gessy's sedan are already behind the starting line. A girl carrying a black white flag prepares in the middle of the race track. When the stopwatch count began, marked by a flutter of black white flags, the two cars shot out like arrows. The wild racing route this time was not so complicated. As Raskal predicted, it was very easy to leave Gessy behind. That girl is too easy to beat. If it wasn't for the prize bet, Raskal would have wasted his energy beating women. So, when Gessy's car is no longer visible from his rearview mirror, Raskal lowers the gas race a little and takes the time to contact Joana—, a friend of the little one Raskal had secretly loved for a long time. Currently, Joana is celebrating a new year party at one of the famous nightclubs. If only Raskal's schedule hadn't clashed with this race, maybe now he'd be there to keep an eye on the girl as well.



“Half hour I'll pick up, ya—”



“Not done! I'm anther of Joana!” cut a heavy hoarse voice across, making Raskal automatically step on his brake pedal.



“Ngapain you hold Joana's phone?! Backin!” tell Raskal sharp. From the voice and accent of his speech that was rancid, Raskal knew that the man who raised the call of Joana's mobile phone was Reon, a guy who lately close to his best friend.



“Return no, yes?” Reon laughing. “Try, you come here! Keep returning to him.”



“Damn it! Where's Joana?”



“Tuh again nari-nari. Yes, the phone, Mr. Raskal. I'm closing. Dahhh!”



After that, the connection was broken. Raskal's about to make a call. However, he suddenly got a photo submission from LINE group of his schoolmates. He wanted to ignore. However, when he saw the notification from the account belonging to Shinta, a close friend of Joana at school, Raskal quickly opened the message and saw what it contained.



“Articles!” maki Raskal with a hand that reflexively punches the steering wheel of the car. Her jaw hardened as soon as she saw the photo featuring Reon and Joana posing like a couple kissing.



Our new school couple. So sweet, yeah!



Shinta's photo caption further made Raskal rise in blood. Almost he lost his mind if his eyes did not rush to see Gessy's car that suddenly flashed. With a hunting heartbeat, Raskal quickly pressed the gas strongly. That guy's crazy to match Gessy's car. However, because his brain and heart were out of sync, no matter how fast Raskal pressed the car gas, the guy still lost. Not only lost, when the car had crossed the line, Raskal instead did not step on the brakes to make his Range Rover hit a Honda Jazz parked on the side of the road. The incident will make all wild racing spectators, especially Gavin and Reza, swarm Raskal cars.



“Anjrit! You can't drive, can you?!” owner of the Honda Jazz. From his body gestures, Gavin was sure that the man was three or four years old above them. Gavin clucked long in his heart. If Raskal had served the man, his business would have been long. He understands very well, Raskal is not the type of guy who easily succumbs.



Bugs!



However, when he saw Raskal suddenly hit the man without a word, Gavin changed his behavior. Now, he tends to be convinced something is wrong with Raskal.



“Bonyok in the car, at once in front of you, I will pay. Calm down,” said Raskal calmly before he finally burst into the crowd, then approached Gavin. “Gue pinjem car first. Take care of my car here. I have a sudden affair.”



“Where are you going?”



“Cerewet really! Give me the key, spiel!” Gavin clucking. “Luck you temen me, Kal!” he said while throwing his car keys at Raskal.



“Eh, motherfucker! Where are you going, coward?!” shouted the owner of the Honda Jazz who did not care about Raskal at all. Once he finds Gavin's car, the guy just disappears from the racecourse. Leaving Gavin, Reza, and a little Raskal trouble that he just let go.



“Now I am not surprised if the tuh kunyuk suddenly blurred,” complained Reza while thrusting a photo display on his cellphone on Gavin, making Gavin who saw him immediately exhale.



“Yes, yes, yes! That's grand! A Joana Artivia makes us a tiger bait like this,” Siss Gavin right when he saw three friends of the owner of the Honda Jazz was starting to approach him one by one.



***



The sound of loud music, smoke, and the smell of alcohol greeted Raskal as soon as he entered one of the nightclubs in the Kemang area. Getting into a place that is minimal lighting like this is actually not new to Raskal. So, he should not feel annoyed if he does not directly find the person he is looking for. But, for the present case, he was too eager to look for Joana. Like a possessed person, Raskal immediately shouted calling out Joana's name to everyone.



“Lo why the hell, Kal? Dateng-dateng kok rousuh,” asked Shinta to Raskal as soon as he caught up with the guy.



“Where is it?!” The one who asked asked back. His sharp voice forced Shinta to point directly at the direction where Joana was.



Raskal's eyes immediately panned sharply to the place Shinta— designated a bar. True what the girl said, Joana was there. With Reon of course. The unpleasant sight automatically made Raskal's blood boil again.



With his hands firmly clenched and while trying to reach the crowd of people who were dancing on the dance floor, Raskal approached the two and immediately pulled Joana's hand hard. Making Joana and Reon who were sitting next to him slightly flinch.



“Raskal?! Kok lo di sin—”



“Go home!” sela Raskal while pulling Joana's arm strong. While his eyes looked at the nyalang Reon who was now looking at him as well.



“Aaargh! But ... but, Kal, I can go home with Reon kok,” kilah Joana with a tone of pain. The grip of Raskal's hand on his arm was strong enough to make his hand hurt.



“Can't! Lo go home with me!” raskal shouted and jerked Joana's arm once more.



“Lo can't hear, huh? He said he wanted to go home with me!” said Reon sharply while pushing Raskal's body and pulling Joana's arm towards him again. Reon's attitude is constantly increasing Raskal's emotions.



“Elo tuh, yes! I'm so scared!” maki Raskal's. His hand was about to raise a fist at Reon's temple. If Joana had not hurriedly shrill the cry to a halt, Reon might have bounced to the floor.



“Reon, you wait here. I want to talk to Raskal for a moment,” Joana said to Reon with a broken breath. “And lo!” Joana points to Raskal, “follow me now!”




“Sampe when is it so over protective as I like gini? Honestly, Kal, I'm getting sick of your attitude,” me Joana as soon as she faced and looked into the eyes with Raskal.



Raskal's smile frowned when he heard Joana's confession just now. “He's a jerk, Jo! Reon is not a good guy for lo!”



Joana twists her eyeballs. “Terus, which is good according to lo who? Huh huh? Elo?”



“Ya .. yes that is not what I mean. I think it's because I got to take your nitipin on me! So, naturally dong if I participate about the guys who want to sneketin lo,” denied Raskal with a stuttering tone. Almost he lost his words to reply to Joana's words earlier.



Joana took a deep breath. Staring at Raskal. “Kal, denger yes. Reon was a jerk, but he always tried to look on the good side if it was me. You know, for the sake of my son coming home, from earlier he refused the offer of a drink, not a drop. He is not as smart as you. But, for the sake of looking good in my eyes, he learned desperately to go up in value. Most importantly, different from the guys who have been deketin me, he did not dare to touch me in the least. The point is he's good, Kal. Trust me.”



“Bullshit!” maki Raskal's. “If he doesn't dare to touch you, keep this what?!” raskal asked while showing Joana the photo on her phone.



Once again Joana took a long breath. “Lo misunderstood. It's not what you see. I accidentally spilled a drink. Continue, Reon help me clean up the water spills that are around my neck. That's aja. Please, Kal. Lo my best friend. You don't believe it?”



“Alah! That's the reason! Anyway I still do not agree that lo sama—”



“Enough!” cut Joana out of frustration. He's really fed up with Raskal's stubborn nature on this one. “Udah, Kal. I'm quite involved in the problems of my life. From now on, never interfere again! I can choose whatever is best for me.”



Raskal laughed heartily. He looked at Joana with an incredulous look. After nearly ten years of being friendlier, only this time did she hear Joana refute her talk. Just this time he heard a Joana who usually always complies suddenly became a rebellious girl just because of a Reon Adiputra.



“It looks like that jerk has really managed to brainwash you, huh? You may forget the same bokap lo talk about me who is obliged to protect lo.”



“In that case, assume you have no obligation anymore.



Lupain. You are nobody I.”



“Ck, tsk, tsk. It's great that you can talk about it. Kunyuk Reon needs a lesson!” maki Raskal as she approaches Reon again. However, not until Raskal's three steps walk, Joana again uttered a few sentences that made Raskal petrified on the spot.



“Gue does not need to be protected by people who are now pretentious to be champions at school. I don't want to be taken care of by ‘minum’. I don't need to worry about people who don't even care about their ideals anymore. And most importantly .. I never want to have a drug-using friend!” joana said before she left Raskal alone in the lonely hallway.



***



Joana's last words hit the inside, knocking down all of Raskal's ego, and instantly turning it into a feeling of inferiority. Raskal suddenly feels small from Reon and embarrassed to face Joana back.



Since knowing about Raskal who started trying to use the illegal goods, Joana's attitude changed slightly. Joana was no longer warm when talking to him. It makes Raskal like thrown from the circle of friendship that for years he has built with Joana.



Now, the main question in Raskal's mind is if you already know that, why did Joana choose to change? Why is the girl slowly moving away? Why isn't the girl angry? Why would the girl want to leave him? Isn't he Joana's best friend from childhood?



Raskal laughed sadly. With a lunglai movement, the guy downed his beer. From the corner of the club sofa, he could faintly see Joana and Reon chatting excitedly. Inwardly, Raskal cursed the twinkle that radiated from Joana's eyes while talking to Reon.



“Damn it! Tuh guys really do not mabok,” umpat Raskal when he saw Reon was still in a fully conscious state. “Bans!”



The night is getting late. The new year's turn-around party at the club was slowly starting to quiet down. However, Raskal was still sitting in his place with bottles of alcohol and a comfort woman he knew named Jinne. Half-conscious, Raskal did not endlessly chat with the woman. Their conversation is too bad. In fact, subconsciously, Raskal addressed his entire problem to the woman. Including about Joana.



“Udah night. I take you home, yes,” persuaded Jinne when he saw Raskal was really drunk.



Raskal. “No! Don't want to, Jinne! I have to wait for Joana first,” refute Raskal while chugging his drink back.



Jinne sighed. “If ... for example, one day I so Joana make lo, you want to go home?”



Raskal frowned. He looked at Jinne with a blurred look. “Emang .. Can you?”



Jinne nodded quickly. “Can. But, you have to want to go home first.”



“Eng .. eng .. okay. But, your hair is shaved first.



You see Joana usually likes her hair.”



“OK, okay. I'm I'm brushing my hair. But, lo promise, you will want to go home.”



Raskal nodded his head. His smile was wide. “Iya, yes, Jinne—eh means Joana.”



After stripping her hair, Jinne took Raskal to the car. Raskal then thrust his phone at Jinne, indicating the direction of his apartment with GPS. Jinne who understood immediately took the phone and started carrying Raskal's car in the direction mentioned. Because not so far away, half an hour later the two arrived at Raskal's apartment.



“My head is dizzy, Jo,” complained Raskal when his body had collapsed on the sofa.



“Who told me to drink so much!” jinne exclaimed, making Raskal chuckle.



“Lo is really bad. Bener-ener exactly Joana.”



Jinne sat down beside Raskal. He looked at the guy who was staggering due to drinking alcohol mostly. In Joana's heart asked, actually how much Raskal drank until he could get drunk this badly. In fact, the guy doesn't realize that the girl in front of him is really Joana. Not the woman named Jinne who was like that guy I thought. After a long chat with Raskal, the woman named Jinne immediately left Raskal. Joana who was going home with Reon decided to take the guy home.



“Lo .. you actually look like Joana, Jinne.”



Joana glanced at the cynical Raskal. “If similar, then why?” Raskal straightened his body. He looked closer at the girl next to him. “So my girl, yes.”



“Hah?” Joana's eyes widened, not expecting Raskal's request just now.



Raskal smiled obliquely. “Even your shocked ways are the same.”



“I mean ...lo mean what the hell?”



“Then I told you that I like Joana. But .. but he likes everyone else. After all, I'm devastated this there are no pantes to like him. So ... so you go. You're the one who Joana did for me. Yea? Want, yeah?” pinta Raskal with a weak voice.



Joana who was too surprised by Raskal's confession could only stare at the man with a wide view and his heart beat twice as fast. Likey? Since when? Since when did Raskal like it? Why does he never know? Joana.



“Raskal, I—”



“So Joana for me, Jinne! You have to!!” raskal shouted directly, cutting off Joana's speech. “Because you have to be Joana for me. Whatever the price I will pay,” raskal whirred and then suddenly attacked Joana and forced the girl into his room.



Brakk!



When the sound of the door closing was heard, it was then that it rained. Lightning strikes unpretently as if accompanying the mid-blown breath and also cries. Accompanying the great influence of a case of misunderstanding and a sense of loss. It's like everything has the same rhythm. The angry, the sad, the coming, the leaving, the stolen, and the finally regretted.



Everything even. One mistake that may never be forgiven.